My head is bald, my breath is bad
Unshaven is my chin,
I have not now the joys i had
When I was young in sin.
I run my fingers down your dress
With brandy-certain aim
And you respond to my caress
And maybe feel the same.
But I've a picture of my own
On this reunion night,
Wherein two skeletons are shewn
To hold each other tight;
Dark sockets look on emptiness
Which once was loving-eyed,
The mouth that opens for a kiss
Has got no tongue inside.
I cling to you inflamed with fear
As now you cling to me,
I feel how frail you are my dear
And wonder what will be--
A week? or twenty years remain?
And then--what kind of death?
A losing fight with frightful pain
Or a gasping fight for breath?
Too long we let our bodies cling,
We cannot hide disgust
At all the thoughts that in us spring
From this late-flowering lust.
4.18.2008
4.17.2008
Trees Number Four
O Trees O Trees
How ist thou so wise?
With n’e’er a whisper
And you ain’t got no eyes.
O Trees O Trees
The calm thou bestow
Thine wrinkles tell none
Of wot thee must know
O Trees O Trees
I beg of thine, plix;
Excrete with yon leaves
Thou knowledge o’ sticks.
How ist thou so wise?
With n’e’er a whisper
And you ain’t got no eyes.
O Trees O Trees
The calm thou bestow
Thine wrinkles tell none
Of wot thee must know
O Trees O Trees
I beg of thine, plix;
Excrete with yon leaves
Thou knowledge o’ sticks.
4.10.2008
exes
sexes with my exes
doesn't turn me on.
sexes with my exes
is proof i can be wrong.
sexes with my exes
is a moment long gone.
doesn't turn me on.
sexes with my exes
is proof i can be wrong.
sexes with my exes
is a moment long gone.
4.07.2008
Trying to Feel Alive
I run up the hill as fast as my legs can take me
my lungs burning and heaving
my ears pounding and hot with the stirred blood
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH I shout
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH
YAAAAARGH
I speed downwards immediately
stumbleing and exhausted
legs pumping stupidly and seperately
before slumping safely forward to my knees
I rock backwards before stretching out my legs.
I should feel better; I am trying to feel alive.
The tear i can barely feel in the corner of my eye
tells me it has not worked.
The numbness remains.
I am pleased I tried though,
that I made the effort is a comfort...
my lungs burning and heaving
my ears pounding and hot with the stirred blood
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH I shout
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH
YAAAAARGH
I speed downwards immediately
stumbleing and exhausted
legs pumping stupidly and seperately
before slumping safely forward to my knees
I rock backwards before stretching out my legs.
I should feel better; I am trying to feel alive.
The tear i can barely feel in the corner of my eye
tells me it has not worked.
The numbness remains.
I am pleased I tried though,
that I made the effort is a comfort...
4.03.2008
Flares
Have you ever noticed how similar people look
When you skim through a seventies book
Have you ever noticed how the men
All have the same hair
And nearly everybody wears
Trousers with flares, trousers with flares, trousers with flares.
When you skim through a seventies book
Have you ever noticed how the men
All have the same hair
And nearly everybody wears
Trousers with flares, trousers with flares, trousers with flares.
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